Lara reached where her car was parked on the street below the hotel Alex had been staying at. Unlocking the door of her Aston Martin, she looked up briefly to the lit apartment window and saw Alex looking down at her. Turning away quickly and ducking into the welcome darkness of the small car, she put the key in the ignition and started it and immediately gave it gas, spinning the tires as she entered the poorly lit London street.
Lara drove in silence for a few minutes thinking about what happened back at Alex's. Part of her wanted to go back and apologize for the somewhat irrational way that she had acted but the other half - the part that made her a true Croft - Was too proud to admit that it was just as much her fault as it had been Alex's. Every time he came in town she didn't have to make arrangements to meet him. It had been an agreement they had both made, not out loud, but an agreement that there actions had made for them on so many nights.
Getting angrier at herself, she flipped on the radio and let the constant beat of the techno music drown out her thoughts as she sped up to 140 Km.
Watching the road hypnotically a loud noise startled her....Her cell phone. Taking it out of her coat pocket, she looked at the small LCD caller ID screen. Seeing his name register on the screen, Lara shook her head and placed the phone between the seats before speeding up even more.
Entering the gates of Croft Manor, Lara drove into the garage and skid to a stop. She got out and slammed the door and walked out of the garage, into the main hall.
"Good evening Lara. Welcome home."
"Hold all of my calls from Alex West. I do not wish to speak with him."
"I will Lara... Would you like some dinner?"
"No thank you Hillary. Food isn't appetizing at the moment. I'm going to get dressed then I'm on my way to the training area, If the world starts to come to an end - come get me."
"Mr. Bryce informed me earlier that Simon wouldn't be ready for another few days."
"Well then...Ill just have to do it the old fashioned way."
"I take it things did not go well in South Africa?" Lara hadn't told him that she had been back for three days now and staying with Alex West. Hillary and Alex did not get along.
"Not hardly as planned." She approached her bedroom and glanced to Hillary who then turned around and left her to dress.
Lara drove in silence for a few minutes thinking about what happened back at Alex's. Part of her wanted to go back and apologize for the somewhat irrational way that she had acted but the other half - the part that made her a true Croft - Was too proud to admit that it was just as much her fault as it had been Alex's. Every time he came in town she didn't have to make arrangements to meet him. It had been an agreement they had both made, not out loud, but an agreement that there actions had made for them on so many nights.
Getting angrier at herself, she flipped on the radio and let the constant beat of the techno music drown out her thoughts as she sped up to 140 Km.
Watching the road hypnotically a loud noise startled her....Her cell phone. Taking it out of her coat pocket, she looked at the small LCD caller ID screen. Seeing his name register on the screen, Lara shook her head and placed the phone between the seats before speeding up even more.
Entering the gates of Croft Manor, Lara drove into the garage and skid to a stop. She got out and slammed the door and walked out of the garage, into the main hall.
"Good evening Lara. Welcome home."
"Hold all of my calls from Alex West. I do not wish to speak with him."
"I will Lara... Would you like some dinner?"
"No thank you Hillary. Food isn't appetizing at the moment. I'm going to get dressed then I'm on my way to the training area, If the world starts to come to an end - come get me."
"Mr. Bryce informed me earlier that Simon wouldn't be ready for another few days."
"Well then...Ill just have to do it the old fashioned way."
"I take it things did not go well in South Africa?" Lara hadn't told him that she had been back for three days now and staying with Alex West. Hillary and Alex did not get along.
"Not hardly as planned." She approached her bedroom and glanced to Hillary who then turned around and left her to dress.